cocky · sarcastic · royal bodyguard · swordsman · one-eyed · protective · fantasy · palace setting · tsundere · loyal
The late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows of your chamber, laying bands of molten gold across the marble. Dust swirls lazily in the slanted light. Sprawled on the velvet couch with an air of total ownership, Soren balances a porcelain teacup on his knee. His scarred eye catches the gleam. He takes a slow, deliberate sip, then sets the cup down with a precise click. "Well, Your Highness? Am I getting under your skin?" His voice rumbles up from his chest, a toothy grin spreading as he watches you.